I love you

Things were chaotic at times between us tonight. Dinner was a disaster, the kids were crazy, and you didn’t get any homework done because of it all. We tried to talk tonight, we tried to talk about things that are important, about marriage, about love, and divorce but the kids kept interrupting, people got distracted, and the conversation at times simply fizzled out.

But let me tell you that I love you terribly. OneĀ  year ago when we wrote down on paper where we wanted to go, what we wanted to accomplish, who we wanted to become it all felt so far fetched. It seemed like too much. We didn’t know each other enough and the awkwardness was thick enough to cut with a knife. And yet here we stand today together. In many ways closer together than we’ve ever been. We stand together with more honesty, more authenticity than ever before. And those long ago written aspirations are feeling like more of a reality than I ever thought. When something happens you’re the one I call. When I need help you’re the one I’ll go to. I have fun with you, I enjoy laughing with you. We’re both comfortable being incredibly odd together, and I love that! What a wonderful mess we are together! Let’s have kids.

This note is for all of you in my home community. Especially you who have truly committed to doing life together: Aaron, Bekah, Brittany, Aaron, Chris, Christie, Jess, Derek, Jen, Brandon, and Sarah.We’re not where we want to be, we’re not everything we need to be, but we sure are making a wonderful mess getting there.

Dating Food

My wife and I have been in a date desert (no not “dessert”, because that would be awesome. “Desert” as in barren wasteland). It sucks. And we’re forcing ourselves to move out of it. Excuses: Two kids. Two jobs each. No money. Tired. Dirty House. Sick kids. Busy.

I never thought we’d be that married couple that didn’t go on dates regularly together but without paying attention we’ve become what we didn’t want to be. So we’re fixing it.

Don’t call me on Thursday mornings ok? I’ll be busy. I’ll be drinking coffee with my wife (or insert your own cheap relaxing date activity here). It’s not much, but it’s a start. You know what we did last Thursday? We went to Goodwill. It was awesome.

On a much more exciting note we’re using a chunk of our tax return to go on a longer date together. We’re getting rid of the kids for 2.5 days so that we can spend time together. Alone. We’ve been spending lots of small stolen moments between poop and throwup messes to talk about what we want to do on our 2.5 day date. And so far we’ve decided to get fat. Yup, that’s right, we’re going to Powells and we’re getting fat because so far all we want to do is go to different places and get desserts and appetizers and dinner and snacks and pastries, and pizza, and crepes, and…books (you can never leave books out of the equasion).

I can’t wait to spend a longer amount of time with my wife (and PF Changs, and Laughing Planet, and Corbett Fishhouse, and Mississippi Pizza, and that one gluten free pastry place, and Mon Ami, and the Melting Pot, and…I really love my wife!

* a couple of quick side notes. Every single time I type “pf changs” I accidentally first type “pf changes” which nearly every time I keep because it’s so funny. I liked the title of this post because it made me think of an episode of Sienfeld. I also enjoyed all the short abreviated sentences in this post. All around, this general, not too special post brought me great joy.